On Our Way To Glacier National Park

St Mary's Lake


We departed Yellowstone and began to work our way to Glacier National Park. Since we were traveling with Jim and "Torchie" we traveled the "red roads". No problem, the roads were good and there was little traffic and the scenery was outstanding. We were entering the town of White Sulphur Springs and the traffic came to a halt. Someone had let the "gap" down and the road was covered with cattle. They were moving from a pasture on our right to one on our left. It didn't help if you blew your horns, they'd just stop and look at you like you're crazy. There were a couple in the front of our RV that decided to stop and "make whoopee" right in the middle of the road. Fortunately a group of cowboys came along and tried to get the cattle moving again. We just shut down the engines, settled back and enjoyed the show. We had a "real life western" in our windows.We were there for about an hour but then we're all retired and in no hurray.

The Cowboy at Work


We were going to spend the night at a KOA campground in Great Falls, NT and John was leading the way since he had a GPS system. Everything was going fine until we got into Great Falls then the GPS didn't work too well. John said the map shows a river on the right side of us and the GPS shows it on the left. His wife Sheryl said, "John turn the darn computer around and get the river where it belongs". Finally Torchie took the lead and within just a few minutes we were at the campground. Also we'd passed some places we'd passed before. AH isn't technology great??


We spent a couple of restful days in Great Falls, well after all we just drove a little over 200 miles getting here and we were tired.


We pulled out of Great Falls and once again took the "red roads" to Glacier National Park. The road was good and really scenic until we got to Browning, MT. From there to St. Mary it appeared as if the road was designed by a "snake". There were times when you'd go around a curve and could see the tail lights in the side mirror. To take things worse we encountered people ridding a bicycle down the mountain in the opposite direction. Sometimes we'd come around a curve and meet an RV coming down hill and he'd encounter the bicyclist in his lane and the RVer would have to move over into my lane to avoid him. This makes for a real "white knuckle" drive.

We arrived in St Mary, MT and as luck would have it most all of the campgrounds were full and some even had a waiting list.We found spaces at Chewing Black Bones Campground. This place was the "pits". It was nothing more that a large un mowed field with some hook up sites and everything was on dirt. The site we were assigned didn't have a functional electrical outlet so we had to move to another site. The sites were only 30 amp service and had large glass fuses which had to be replaced from time to time. We finally found a spot that was fairly level and got hooked up. There were forest fires in the area and the front part of the campground had been turned into a "base camp" for the fire fighters. They had tents for them to sleep in and tents for their meals and medical care. It looked like a circus area. Most of the fire fighters were Indians from various tribes. The back of the campground bordered St Mary Lake and it was a beautiful scene. The sunsets in this part of country are more beautiful than back home

Campground sunset

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